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Sir Sabering the first
Alistair gave a soft groan as an apology, gesturing to the wool blanket he brought along in case Cassy needed it.
Alistair gently nudged at the journal he towed along, trying to get Cassy to open it as it was vital for her to know much more about this saber than meets the eye.
It stated that Alistair was a saber, but his species went extinct eleven thousand years ago. He is purely regarded as a myth with only the population of Darkwood believing he exists in the first place.
Alistair nodded then gently turned the page with his tongue, it stated that he was good luck; especially to farmers since he warded off feral wolves from the livestock.